When the old man heard this, he quickly pushed Lang Shuoyang up the wall and said, "If you don't come back, you might die outside."
Zhang Dahu scolded: "Stop being so nagging, hurry up and open the door."
Lang Shuoyang passed the wall without leaving, squatting at the foot of the wall and listening. Zhang Dahu led several people into the courtyard, whining and shouting for a long time, warning the old man that when the hot boy comes back, he must surrender as soon as possible, otherwise you will be harboring a crime."
The old man sent them away. Lang Shuoyang planned to go back to the garden, but as soon as he showed his head, he was pulled back by the old man with his belt. He cursed in the wall: "Get out of here, don't come back until you show off."
See me."
Lang Shuoyang knew that his godfather was a sharp-tongued man and had been beaten and scolded by him since he was a child. However, when he had a delicious godfather, he would rather not eat a bite than let him eat enough. At this time, he really couldn't bear to leave his godfather.
Lang Shuoyang said: "Dad, I'll go in and kowtow to you before I leave."
The old man said: "Let's go. If you want to kowtow, I will keep it for you. I can go to the grave to kowtow when I die."
Lang Shuoyang left the village in tears, thinking that he was unwilling to leave just like that. The village chief's family had bullied others too much, so he decided to come back at night to clean up his family before leaving. So he went up to the back mountain, planning to wait until dark before coming back.
Lang Shuoyang walked aimlessly and unknowingly came to Wangzupo again. He used to walk here often, and sometimes he slept on the tombstones when he was tired. But after seeing the ghost last night, he saw the tombs here.
I felt scared, for fear that a head would pop up from any grave.
Lang Shuoyang turned around and walked back to a small forest. He leaned against a tree and sat down to rest for a while, and then fell asleep.
I don’t know how long it took, but Lang Shuoyang was awakened by some noise. He opened his eyes and saw that the sky was already dark, full of stars, and the surroundings were pitch black with no light. For his night eyes, everything was black and white. Lang Shuoyang said to himself
Say to yourself: "I don't know what time it is now."
"It's midnight." Someone next to me answered.
Lang Shuoyang looked sideways and jumped up in fright. An old woman with sparse white hair and a thin body was sitting next to him.
"Who are you?"
The old woman didn't answer him, she just muttered to herself: "It's almost midnight, it's almost midnight."
Lang Shuoyang suddenly recognized it. Isn't this Xiao Tiezi's wife? The chicken she gave her the year before last was caught and eaten by Zhang Xiaohu. She said a few words to Zhang Xiaohu, but was pushed to the ground by the little tiger mother. A few days after she came back,
She died. During the funeral, Lang Shuoyang even stole the fruit from the head of her coffin. Seeing her at this time, he must have seen a ghost. Lang Shuoyang slowly stepped back and saw that the old woman did not look at him, but just said to herself: "Hai Shi"
It’s almost midnight.”
When Lang Shuoyang was sure that she would not follow him, he turned around and ran away, but he almost bumped into an old man. The old man said, "It's not time yet, what are you busy with?"
This old man had bulging eyes and a long tongue. He was wearing a shroud. He was Grandpa Chen. He died in the spring of this year. Zhang Da boldly occupied his family’s land and beat his son. He complained everywhere but failed to win. The last one
Out of anger, he hanged himself from the big elm tree in front of Zhang DaDa's house.
Lang Shuoyang ran around him and ran down the mountain. He arrived at the entrance of the village in a short time. He looked back and saw that there was nothing behind him. Then he took a deep breath and vowed never to go to the back mountain again.
There were still many houses with lights on in the village at this time, so it was probably not too late. Lang Shuoyang walked to the village chief's house. The mansion of the village chief's house was located in the center of the village. At the door stood two stone lions with teeth and claws.
Those who didn’t know it thought it was the old government office.
When he arrived at the door, Lang Shuoyang climbed up the wall and looked into the courtyard. Lang Shuoyang and his godfather had treated the village elder's wife. They had been to this courtyard and knew that the village elder and his wife and their unmarried old son Zhang Xiaohu lived in the back.
The first row is where Zhang Dahu and his wife Zhao Xiaoli live.
At this time, I saw the lights on in the windows of the first row of houses inside. The windows were open and the curtains were blocked. There was a "pop-pop-pop" sound coming from inside.
Lang Shuoyang didn't know what the noise was. He was about to go down to take a look when he suddenly found a dark figure squatting there under the window. He quickly slipped out and tiptoed under the window. He reached behind the dark figure and stretched his head from the side.
I went to see it, and it turned out that the dark figure was none other than Zhang Dahu's biological father, Zhang Dahu.
He lay there and watched so intently that he didn't even know who was standing behind him. He hunched over and stuck out his chin, looking so seriously.
Lang Shuoyang followed his gaze and looked into the window. The room was filled with flesh color. It turned out that Dahu was hugging his wife and making out with her!
Lang Shuoyang cursed in his heart, who are the people in this family? Xiaohu was hospitalized, and his father actually took over the task of climbing up the window. The older he gets, the more immoral he becomes.
Lang Shuoyang suddenly stretched out his hand behind Zhang DaDa, lifted him on the back of his buttocks, and threw him directly into the house through the window.
As soon as the big tiger on the kang finished his work and got off Zhao Xiaoli's belly, he heard a "whoosh" and his father flew in through the window, and then he lay on his wife's body.
Dahu refused to give in: "Dad, what are you doing? Are there any fathers like you?"
Zhang DaDa was startled and cursed: "Stop making such nonsense, there are people outside."
Zhang Dahu said: "There is someone else, Xiaohu is back too?"
Lang Shuoyang saw that there was a bucket of swill under the window sill, so he picked up the bucket and threw the water out of the window. He heard the three people inside shout "Oops" and didn't know who it was thrown at. Lang Shuoyang turned around and ran away, and in a blink of an eye he was on the wall.
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Lang Shuoyang left the village and did not dare to run up the mountain. He saw the fisherman's shack next to the Lotus Lake at the entrance of the village. He remembered that the fisherman must live here, so he wanted to spend the night with him first and go there at dawn.
From the town, we took a bus to Liangang City to find Lang Zixuan.
The fisherman is seventy years old this year. He has no children and lives alone. He only goes back to the village to live in winter, and the rest of the time he lives in a small shack in Lianhua Lake.
The children in the village all like to play in the lake. They have been familiar with the fisherman since he was a child, and he also likes to interact with these children.
Lang Shuoyang got into the shack, pushed the fisherman awake from his deep sleep, asked him to go inside, and squeezed onto his wooden bed.
The fisherman saw that it was Lang Shuoyang, and without saying anything else, he cursed, "You little bastard, go inside." Then he lay sideways on the edge of the bed.
Lang Shuoyang stepped over him, lay down next to the fisherman, and soon fell asleep.
Lang Shuoyang had a nightmare. He dreamed that the village was full of ghosts, all over the streets, knocking on the door from door to door. Later, he dreamed that the people who had drowned in Lianhua Lake over the years had turned into ghosts, crawling in the lake.
He came out and walked towards the shack. He was all wet and dripping with water. He hung his hands by his side, lowered his head, and surrounded the shack.
Lang Shuoyang was frightened. He stood up and wanted to run, but he couldn't run. He kicked his feet wildly and kicked the fisherman to the ground.
The fisherman cursed, got up and lay down next to Lang Shuoyang. At this moment, Lang Shuoyang woke up and said, "I was scared to death."
The fisherman said: "What's going on?"
"I dreamed about a ghost, much older, outside the shack."
The fisherman said: "What's strange? The feng shui of Hushan Village is not good. There are cemeteries on all four sides. When my father was alive, the village asked experts to erect a big bluestone. But today, the evil-proofing diagram on the big bluestone was stained with dirty blood."
If it's dyed and it doesn't work anymore, the wandering spirits that have been suppressed for so long in the four outer circles will naturally gather here."